I always knew that my sister would go before me barring some accident or terrible illness, she is ten years older after all. I just never thought she would leave this way. I never thought she would forget my husband's name or the word "cigarette" even though she wants one now. She has even forgotten how to write.
Memory is such a powerful thing, it is amazing what she does remember. She gets the little details right but she messes it up somehow. She remembers how I ended up getting my little dog Joey, but she believes that she was there when she wasn't. I chock it up to her incredible imagination, she visualizes everything so vividly that sometimes she imaginations herself into situations she knows about but had no part of.
There has been a couple of diaries about the idiots who thought it would be a great idea to rearrange nature and topple a hoodoo at Goblin Valley State Park in Utah. No doubt those fools deserve all the scorn that can be heaped upon them, but something far worse is waiting for the red rock heaven that is south central Utah and maybe we all can do something about it.
There is so much more to this part of Utah than just Goblin. It's part of an rare ecosystem and a vanishing wilderness that is both brutal and beautiful. It's the San Rafael Swell and its also a site that is ripe for exploitation by the energy and mineral industries. We need to protect it.
Please be careful as we climb the dkos hoodoo to see what is on the other side.
I made a comment in a RKBA diary that I understood the thinking of people who are against personal gun ownership because I used to be one of them. I was asked to expand on it and felt that it really was time to put up or shut up. I am an unabashed supporter of the 2nd Amendment, I believe that private citizens have a guaranteed right to own a firearm.
If you are interested in the evolution of my thinking and want to talk about it, please join me on the other side of the orange Dingly Duver Whatis.
My profile spells it out, I'm a 57, married, and am the full time care-giver for my 88 year old mother. She has been living with my husband and me for about five, maybe six years.
My mother is old and infirm, but don't confuse that with diminished mental capacity. She may have both hips replaced twice and other issues, but she is sharp and stronger than she looks, and she is my mother.
We have experienced inadaquate care before, but seldom has it gotten as ugly as this.
Yesterday my neighbor lost her new little dog, Lucy, to a disease that neither of us knew existed. Canine Hemorrhagic Gastroenteritus (HGE). The symptoms of this disease are very much like those of Parvo but it is different in that your dog is not protected by vaccines. I know this is a quick diary, but after the shock of last night I wanted to get this info out to as many of you dog lovers that I could.
Most of ya'll know me by now. I have always tried to remain a fair player in the candidate wars. I am an Edwards Democrat and maybe for that reason I've worked at keeping my end of the conversation between the remaining campaigns as civil and fair as I can.
I'm more than aware that the supporters of Sen. Clinton are passionate and invested in their candidate and come November we will need them. That said, I saw something tonight that ended any good will I had left for Hillary.
Tonight I saw a snake on the stage with Sen. Obama.
I'll say it again. Pathetic.
The dictionary doesn't do it justice, it defines pathetic as affecting or moving the tender emotions (NO!); causing pity (Now we're talking!)
Pissed-offish? Head in hands make you wanna cry? Nah, I'll just stick with my first choice. Pathetic.
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On Tuesday of this week my niece buried her second husband. It was her 49th Birthday. Her first husband died of lung cancer around ten years ago, it was horrific.
This was different, it was a shocking death. Her husband, Tom was the picture of health, only 41 years old. He got up early in the morning on a day that was supposed to be the first day of a vacation. He died of heart failure. My niece, her two children, his two children, his mom and his twin and nine other siblings and the rest of us are left behind.
Just announced on MSNBC, Keith Olbermann will be with them for four more years and has a contract to work with NBC to do some commentary and opinion. More below.
I'm writing this diary after a suggestion by biscobosco that I document a problem my husband and I had with our first time voting on a Diebold machine. Biscobosco said that there would be a Google cache of this and that it helps to add to the documentation of problems that voters face not only with the machines but also with the lack of education of some poll workers. More below.